Roses, Acorns & Falling Leaves

There is a bit of a strange phenomenon taking place in my yard right now. I have leaves and acorns falling, but roses still blooming.

I had the flagstone beyond the deck and pavilion filled in with decomposed granite on Friday. I'm wondering what took me so long. As I've tripped and fallen on those rocks for months.

I suppose it was the fact that I wanted to do it myself. And I finally came to the conclusion that I can't do it all out there. Though I'd love to.

They took this giant pot (with the drain hole in the side) and put it on the west side of my house. I could never have lifted it or dug the hole in this root-entrenched dirt.

Above is the west side of my house. So many times I've wished my garden home wasn't on the corner. I have someone come in to mow it. It's all I can do to take care of the east side.

This is the bank across the street I speak of. I'm standing in my driveway taking this photo. On the other side of the bank is probably the busiest highway in this town.

Below is the side of the house where I spend all my time.

There is an elderly woman living in the house you see to the left. However, there are no windows on her side. So it is extremely private.

Above you see me taking a pic from the back of my yard.

And then, the photo below is just to the other side of the pavilion going toward the front.

About twenty-five feet from the spot I'm standing taking the pic above, is the view of my front gate looking out onto the cul-de-sac.

I have to say that this is my favorite of all the yards where I've lived. Because this is just so cozy with the way it's laid out. We rented this house when we first came to town. Then bought it three years later. It is actually perfect.

The pondless waterfall is simply heavenly. It is teeming with wildlife. Dragonflies and butterflies and all sorts of critters and creatures enjoy the running water.

I am very pleased with the results. It's taken me three years to get to this point. First was to have the dining room brick walls taken out and replaced with two walls of French doors. I could finally see my gardens.

Then came the wraparound deck and pavilion. And lastly, the flagstone, stone gardens, and pondless waterfall.

So I may live one block from a six-lane street that sees thousands of cars per day. But I have my own little slice of paradise that I feel extremely blessed to get to enjoy each day.

I don't feel the need to go on vacations. Mine is right here outside my door.